Jianghu is so good, quiet.

He put him on that, and he would never say anything without asking. He really didn't know how to be a psychologist with such a personality. Could it be that he would stare at the patient in the clinic? And he couldn't tell what he was willing to do, nor did he feel unwilling to come. He would follow him wherever he asked him to go, and he didn't ask why, he was a whole person who followed the crowd.

Over the days, he has been thinking about what Director Mo means? He transferred such a criminology expert into the bureau and asked him to follow up with the field and get the guns. Why did he timidly not say it directly? He also insisted on getting such a bad name as "activating psychological intervention measures for the welfare of employees in the bureau"?

Chen Yexi felt that it would be better to say anything to Jiang Hu. If you turn a little, he might not have misinterpreted you: "Xiao Jiang, based on your background, you should be a criminal investigation consulting expert, or participate in some training, and be a criminal policeman, why do you have to be a psychiatrist?"

His problem came suddenly, and Jiang Hu paused: "Everyone has too much psychological pressure on his work. On the one hand, he initiates psychological intervention, but on the other hand, Director Mo refused to let me tell you."

It was really a headache. Chen Yexi shook his head and continued to review: "Do you not let me tell you, or don't let you tell you?"

People who are keen on the slightest hate it. Jiang Hu felt a little emotional for the first time. He originally wanted to fool him in the way he always was straightforward, but he didn't expect that after spending less than a month with Shen Yexi, this person seemed to have thought through his way of thinking and speaking.

This was the first time he was in front of Shen Yexi. When asked, he didn't say anything. Chen Yexi looked at him and found that Jiang Hu's expression was a little entangled, so he smiled: "Is it just that you won't tell me, right?"

Jiang Hu looked at him in a tangled manner and had to nod.

Unfortunately, Chen Yexi is not Yang Man, and her cuteness is not so easy to be hit. For this kind of scene that seems to be bullying a child alone, someone has no sense of guilt.

Chen Yexi raised his eyebrows, smiled, and used his seemingly unfathomable "hanging people" strategy again, and did not take the initiative to ask anything.

At the same time, Jiang Hu was also secretly estimating this person. Chen Yexi was one of the most difficult people he had ever seen. He smiled and had a smile on his face. The ravines in his chest were comparable to Mo Qu. What was even more annoying was that his keenness and insight were not to show his feet or feet, but he wanted to think of three, four, five, and six.

After thinking about it, Jiang Hu decided to confess actively. He said: "After the last July 25th case, your partner died. Director Mo suspected that you had ptsd, so I would pay special attention to you. Well, ptsd is post-traumatic stress disorder, which is a kind of... (Note)"

"Okay, I understand what ptsd is. Be one of the high-incidence mental illnesses in our industry." Chen Yexi was stunned for a moment at first, but unexpectedly, Jiang Hu really told him, which made him even more confused about the person next to him. "Didn't Director Mo not let you tell me?"

Jiang Hu was silent and didn't say anything.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Hu breathed a sigh of relief, his eyebrows frowned rarely, and then softened his body and leaned against the backrest of the car seat: "You don't trust me, and even if there is really a problem, I won't let me treat it, so I don't want to care."

Chen Yexi almost made her saliva choke - this man, you are really open-minded.

Although that was the case, Chen Yexi had to admit that he had to admit that he felt a little uncomfortable when he was told so unrestrainedly. No wonder the people who always tell the truth in this world are not popular. Besides, Chen Yexi thinks that he is always high and low in IQ and sometimes making a foreign doctor of 25, why don’t he trust him?

He laughed dryly: "I really don't know..."

"On the one hand, you are in the way of Director Mo, and you feel that you want to believe his vision, and on the other hand, you are constantly testing and speculating on the purpose of my visit. It's been a month since Jiang Hu interrupted him with slow words, his tone was normal, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or angry, but Chen Yexi used his head to ensure that at that moment, he saw a smile on the face of the young man, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, and still looked kind-hearted as if everything was taken for granted and everything was told.

Chen Yexi's heart twitched slightly, and he felt that all the secrets in his heart were hidden. He didn't know why, but for a moment, he actually felt that the person next to him was... dangerous.

He had only experienced this inexplicable feeling in one person, namely Director Mo's scholarly lover Anjie. After he gradually became familiar with the background of the latter, he vaguely guessed some of it.

But Jianghu...

The atmosphere became subtly stiff, and until we got off the bus, neither of us said anything.

This is really a used warehouse that relies on the construction site. The warehouse has been martial law by the police. The construction site has only started a new one in the past month and a half, which is obviously something unexpected to the murderer.

There is no other benefit to relying on the construction site. It is not only eating dust or enjoying the noise. It is a double "feast" of taste and hearing. Jiang Hu pressed his ears, frowned and looked at the construction site not far away.

Chen Yexi thought of the amber killer. He was obviously such a perverted psychopath. He always thought he was a bullshit artist. If it were that person, he would probably want to place his collection in a place that is rarely visited and that ordinary people would not disturb him.

A bad idea suddenly flashed in his mind, his face changed, he took out a phone call and called An Yining: "Yining, are all the photos of missing people you brought in soaked in glass jars?"

An Yining was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

"Immediately all the people who have been missing and filed for more than a month are included in the scope of consideration. This place should be a abandoned nest by the murderer, and I think there should be some more."

Could it be that the police team will change to a reconnaissance team and search for corpses in glass jars? Amber 2, are you a rabbit? How many nests do you have? An Yining, who put down the phone, shuddered his extraordinary association ability.

After entering the warehouse, some police detectives who were investigating the on-site were sorting out evidence at the survey site. The body in the large glass jar had not moved yet. After all, this case is likely to be nepotism with the Amber Killer case three years ago. The forensic doctor was waiting next to him, observing the body with interest through the glass cover.

Jiang Hu also stood beside the forensic doctor and watched the corpse.

The forensic doctor is an old man, his hair on his temples is already gray and he is very mature. Look at Jiang Hu: "Is it new?"

Jiang Hu nodded.

The forensic doctor glanced at him: "Okay, young man, the newcomer will follow Team Shen to such a explosive crime scene. You don't have any adverse reactions, and your psychological quality is good."

It's explosive... Jiang Hu actually wanted to ask what this adjective means. He looked at Chen Yexi with a serious face. He felt that it might not be good to ask, so he swallowed it back again - he didn't expect that the forensic doctor was quite fashionable.

Seeing that his face was plain and unresponsive, the old forensic doctor thought that the young man was calm, so he even praised him even more and started talking: "When I caught the amber killer a few years ago, I was the corpse I tested. I thought it would be fine if I shot that lunatic. Look, it's only a few years ago, and there is another one. Tell me, what's the case with this pervert?"

Jiang Hu thought, always asking the old man to say it alone, it was impolite to keep silent, but if he was taking the conversation, he didn't know what to answer, and the other party was obviously talking to himself, so he thought about it and scraped his heart and said, "That... the next wave pushes the previous wave?"

The old forensic doctor made him amused: "It's true that the previous wave has died on the beach--the young man is quite humorous. Well, don't say, he is a little bit young and he is a little calmer than he wants to learn from your team. You have a future."

Jiang Hu's Chinese proficiency is limited to the daily dialogues of modern Chinese, and some of his professional vocabulary. Generally, the four-character idioms commonly used are just a little bit understandable. As for ancient dialects, they are basically ignorant. "The Mount of Tai collapsed before the spirit is still moving." He recited this sentence in his mind. According to the forensic context, it should be to praise him for being calm, but listening to this sentence alone is a bit like... a bit like scolding him for being slow to react.

He looked at the old forensic doctor with a little embarrassed: "Thank you, but if Taishan collapses in front of me, if I don't look moved, I might have fainted."

The old forensic doctor smiled with his stomach, thinking that this young girl, wearing black-framed glasses, and a little bit of a bad mouth, especially in that special, slow tone, if he spoke three and a half sentences, he would be the best choice for the last half sentence beside the gong.

Chen Yexi had good ears and heard them all in a very tragic way. He turned around and looked at Jiang Hu. His eyes were far away and could make people feel his heartbroken - this disaster was purely seen from the eyes, right?

So he waved his hand and let Jiang Hu go over and gently knocked on the large glass jar: "How is it, how do you feel?"

Jiang Hu was stunned and raised his head. The female corpse floated in Formalin for a long time. She looked a little cautious. Jiang Hu looked at it for a long time before shook his head, as if he was trying to shake something out. Chen Yexi asked him: "What's wrong, it's disgusting?"

"No," Jiang Hu frowned, thought about it in pain, and then looked at Chen Yexi on the side, and decided to share his disgust. It is really disgusting for everyone. "I remember the case of Amber Killer three years ago. The media disclosed a lot. I heard that those victims were cut open when they were alive, so their expressions were very frightened."

Chen Yexi nodded. He also felt that the expression of the corpse was a little wrong. He looked at Jiang Hu's eyes and found that the faces of the female corpse were actually not easy to distinguish, but if you look closely, you could still see that kind of peaceful and quiet feeling, as if... asleep.

Chen Yexi frowned. The amber killer was sensational. In fact, there was a large part of the reason for his cruelty in his womb. The man collected such an extremely horrifying expression. The criminal psychologist at that time explained that the victim's horror could give him a powerful and powerful self-feeling, but this...

I heard Jiang Hu say in a faint tone: "Look at their expressions, it seems like they are asleep - actually yesterday I not only watched "Beauty and the Beast", but also "Sleeping Beauty" and "Bluebeard". I think fairy tales are sometimes quite evil..."
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